We have a cabin on Webb Lake in northwestern Wisconsin. On August 3rd I was in shallow (about 4 ft deep) water, throwing toys around between my sons and a friend. After returning to the cabin, I discovered that my wedding ring was not on my finger. I was gripped with an awful feeling of loss. Beside the fact that it was a symbol of love and marriage for 27 years, it was unique… could never be duplicated. That ring was designed by my wife, Peggy, and was hand crafted by an elderly Latvian artist friend (no longer alive), Mike Geistauts. Mike, a sculptor artist, used the ancient “lost wax” investment casting method to create our gold wedding rings according to Peg’s design.
Family and friends hunted for many hours without success that weekend. Then a co-worker alerted us to www.TheRingFinders.com website and I got in touch with Dan Roekle. Dan and his son, Carter, loaded up their search equipment and made the very long drive from their home near Madison to Webb Lake (a 5+ hour drive). They arrived on the morning of August 16th. By lunchtime, they had searched the entire identified area and had pulled up a lot of odd metal objects including, incredibly, someone else’s wedding ring. For a moment, my wife thought they had found my lost ring, but quickly determined it was not it. Dan said he had never been so disappointed to find a ring before in his life. They resumed the search after lunch and Carter, swimming with goggles spotted my ring and retrieved it. Dan and Carter think that it was probably next to another piece of junk that they dug up earlier in the day … which stirred up the sand and uncovered it.
Peg and I were elated and so very grateful. It was so amazing to get that precious ring back on my finger. At this time, the ring is off my finger again for resizing. Thank you so very much, Dan and Carter, for being willing to come so far and search until you succeeded.
Marty and Peg C.
Marty’s lost ring, along with Peg’s matching ring Junk that was dug up before the ring
I found a white gold wedding band today for a young fella named Austin. He lost it while mowing roadside ditches this summer. When he parked the tractor he noticed his wedding ring was gone.
